Prayer Oven

Back in the home country, we each have study tables in the Study Room.   The initial eight desks are 2-drawers lengths long.  Beneath one drawer is a slot where the seat goes, beneath the other is a closed cabinet. (Two movable desks were added for J and Z, who were not yet in the headcount when the house was built in the early 1970's.)   

Each desk has a set of bookshelves overhead, except for.one. Given that Mindy was the baby when the house was built, she was assigned the study table that did not have the overhead bookshelves.  

Instead of bookshelves, this is where our altar is installed. 

Every morning, as soon as Father emerges from their room, he goes there to pray.  When we were younger, someone would ring the bell at night to signal the family to gather at the study room in front of the altar where the rosary would be prayed.  When all other lights are off, the lights on the altar remain.

The other week, I was out of sorts and reached out to one of my sisters.   She gave me advice which put my mind at ease in a way.  She wrote "Now when there is an issue that really worries me but it has to be very specific - I put it in a prayer oven.  I say to God - Lord I am going to park this lorry in your garage because there is no room in mine to take care of it. And you know what  - it works. The matter gets resolved somehow."

  

So I shall write my prayers down and leave it a prayer oven for God to work out the cooking and finishing time.